Plan B

I had the pleasure of taking photos of a little dancer the other day.

We arranged to take the photos at a beautiful garden where I've taken photos several times.

I arrived early to sign the form I've signed before in which I agree to abide by the rules of the garden.

Well, they quickly told me I couldn't take photographs if I didn't have a reservation and fill out all the proper paper work and get approval which usually takes about a week!

What?

The little girl was arriving in 10 minutes and I was sweating!  I did my best to beg and plead with them, saying I've taking photos here several times before and never had a problem, but they told me their policies had changed and there was no way I could take photos that day.  

They suggested we go to a nearby park.

Just then the little dancer arrived and I ran out to meet them before a staff member grabbed them.

Too late!  A staff member was already telling them we couldn't do any photographs today.

Feeling horrible, knowing I should have called ahead, I smiled and said,

 "I know where the park is, let's head over there."  

In my car on the way to the Plan B location, I was feeling so horrible and irresponsible.  I really should have called ahead.  My mind quickly went to blaming the staff and I began crafting my speech to the Mom of the little dancer why it was their fault that we couldn't take photos at the garden.

I knew I needed to own the mistake and realized that my attitude would dictate the next hour.

Was I going to complain and regret that we weren't at the garden?

Then I heard the words of my friend who once told me, "Sometimes our Plan B is really God's Plan A."

"Lord, please bless this time and let these photos be glorifying to you."

What if the park is a better location?

It was!

I'm so reluctant to be redirected in my plans.

Plan A is always best in my mind.

But what if my Plan B is really God's Plan A?

Happy Weekend!

See you Monday for a Yummy Summer post!